"Godric it is," she said. "No, no, don't apologise. My name has been a sticking point for most of my life. You were very close. Many try to call me Victory instead, not realising the i is before the r. It means victory in French, of course, but it is pronounced veek-twahr. Vic or V is just fine if that's easier."
That got a soft laugh out of her, one of her first since arriving in this place. "Yes, I would imagine it is more comfortable. Since we don't make a habit of fighting each other with swords and battle axes and the like all day, we've no need for chainmail.
"Come," she insisted, leading him into the kitchen. "I made sandwiches, and I'll put the kettle on for tea. I hope that's all right. If you'd like something different, we have plenty of things."